Thursday, June 14, 2012

Stuff & Such

I am a distant relative of Ralph, as we call him in the family, on my father's side. My one and only claim to fame, as it is passed down the family tree.

The earth isn't laughing so much of late, I think. She is having a conniption fit over our lack of care and understanding and I believe she will have the last bitter laugh if we are not careful of her.

Phytoplankton is not reproducing at an adequate rate. Phytoplankton is that microscopic stuff floating on the oceans surface which provides food for much of the marine life, and this is important, it provides about 50% of the earths oxygen. In other words, if this continues, we are screwed.

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Oh, unfortunately I agree with you and my heart breaks at the expressed indifference of those who have the ability - and the power - to make things different.

What a very nice, sensible and sensitive relative to have up the branch of the family tree. And you have gotten his good sense, of that I am sure.

That iris is to die for, ours bloomed after the peonies this year and that to me is a sign that we are seeing something that you have to be both willfully ignorant and blind not to see. When the natural order of things is so altered something must be done to bring balance. Some time I wonder if there is something among humans that makes us tap danced at the edge of the cliff for the heck of showing how "smart" we are.

Until we fall.

And the band plays on while the nay-sayers who one suspects have no idea of what Phytoplankton is or its function continue to deny global warming, one cannot help but to wonder: do they have children? do they care about anything at all? I better go back to my baking, sanity hangs some times around my kitchen, I certainly need its company when I think about these things.

i tell you, it will take losing the netherlands before anyone pays attention to this climate change thing. and even then, we might not care, especially as they're making the coffee shops be for citizens only.

I really appreciate the concept and sentiment behind awards, but I cannot participate in them anymore. I have too may and I have not got the time to devote to participating properly. To all who have honored me, I am grateful but I don't have seven more things to tell anyone about myself! And I'm a terrible passer-oner.

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DLKS Korithian, the infamous Shaka. The horse that grabbed my heart and still holds it firmly in his hoof. Talented, opinionated and HOT, he taught me respect and he taught me to really ride. He did not tolerate fools nor anyone flopping around on his back. In his opinion, we with the two legs are the lessor life-form and we need to understand our place. He sure taught me mine, as I was put on the ground more than once by him. He is the horse that made me understand horses; that they can't be forced to do anything they aren't actually willing to do, but when we with the supposedly larger brain, come to understand a partnership with them, oh my. Shaka is the personification of independence and loyalty. He is the one horse I own which is definitely my horse. He comes like a dog when I call him, he talks to me when he sees me. I wish I could ride him again, but his arthritis says I can't. He is getting old, but he is still the Prince, and nobody does it better.

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